in a school known for its hot women…

why is it that the two fugliest ones have to sit in the study carrels directly across from me?
update: and one who chews her ice no less!! arrrrggghhhhh!!!!!!!!!!
update: holy fuck. if she doesn’t finish the ice in that goddamn cup soon i’m going to take the remaining ice and pelt it at her head. maybe jump on her computer – how do you like the sound of that crunching, huh?! doesn’t sound so good now, does it sweetheart!?